feat. Boss LadynnYou went and bought that bitchnnFlossed that bitchnnBut you lost that bitchnnCuz we tossed that bitchnBought that bitchnnFlossed that bitchnnBut you lost that bitch nnCuz we tossed that bitch, whatnnnnHook: Toss that hoennToss that bitchnnRepeat 3xnnnnI can't believe all y'all niggas out here buyin these hoes nnNeed to imitate Gotti start lyin to these hoesnnTossin these hoesnnNever ever flossin these hoesnnYou know how it gonnTwo thangs I ain't seen befo' (before)nnA UFO and a hoe that will not gonnCuz after the shownnI'm tossin up 3 bitches or mo' (more)nnYou know how I rollnnWit the whole firm in this bitchnnThe Embassy SuitesnnWe takin turns tossin a bitchnnWho I be? Yo GottinnAin't scared of nobodynnClique tight wit my peoplennTotin' a desert eaglennYou roll through in a RegalnnLookin like 'Leave It To Beaver'nnTalkin about some mo shit about yo senoritannYou know I'm fuckin nigga's hoes whenever I cannnAin't gon hide itnnGon provide itnnBring this shit to the fan nnYou see what I'm sayin'? nnThey say that I'm a dog and allnnI'm up to no goodnnThey say I'm fuckin all the broads but really I'm notnnI just got my name too hotnnTossed too many hoes wit niggas that talk a lotnnnnHooknnnnI don't support these bitchesnnI go to court on bitchesnnGet a resrtainin' order so they can keep they distancennCan't adapt to thes bitchesnnTry not to slap these bitchesnnDon't wanna hit these bitchesnnI just want cap from these bitchesnnI ain't got time for bitchesnnMind ain't made for bitchesnnAskin God to keep Gotti away from these bitchesnnThese hoes stare too muchnnThese hoes care too muchnnThese hoes get in the mirror and comb they hair too muchnnThese hoes thin they slicknnThese hoes'll fuck yo friendnnBreak bad, make up, then do it againnnThese hoes ain't got no feelin'snnHoes prayin' for chillin's (children)nnBy a young balla nigga that they think got millionsnnnnThese hoes eat too much nnThese hoes sleep too muchnnThese hoes complain too much nnThese hoes change too muchnnI got this bitch at my cribnnAll the bitch do is bitchnnThis hoe is outta her mindnnShe ain't got shit on shitnnFirst it was cool to kick itnnNow the hoe gettin evictednn'Get the fuck out my house, and take this burnt ass chicken!'nnI said ain't shit main nnBout a bitch but her namennI can promise you that I hate my hoes the same, whatnnnn(Boss Lady)nnYou love that niggannI love his cashnnI dun hit the boy stashnnHe ain't even get no assnnYou love that niggannI love his cashnnI dun hit the boy stashnnHe ain't even get no ass, whatnnnnBreak that tricknnCharge that bitchnnRepeat 3xnnnnI'm a priceless bitchnnI'm rockin ice and shitnnBreakin bad on niggas before it's time to hitnnGet they cheese then I vampnnLeave these niggas stressed outnnAnd can't wait til they run up on me wit they chest stuck outnn'You wanna fight or sumthin'? That's what I want you to donnSo I can call up Gotti 'nem to blast yo' crew'nnYou think you tossin these hoes dawg, but really you notnnYou niggas payin what you weighin' peelin off the knotnnYou got a thug bitch fucked off deep in the gamennGimme ten G's if you wanna toss me, manennDon't try to get no playa points off usin my namennWhen you ain't tell em how you used the whipped cream on me, manennNow this bitch constantly talkin' bout her nigga the shitnnNow I dun asked this hoe a question:nnWhat you want for a brick?nnNow what you know abouy transportin' bricks for thugs?nn'Shit.' nnI thought not cuz you fuck wit scrubsnnYou wit that faithful shit nnThat relationshipnnI'm tryin' to break a tricknnVacate wit all his chipsnnIf he got a woman then disregard that shitnnCuz yo' main obstacle is to charge that tricknnnn(Boss Lady) Break that tricknn(Yo Gotti) Toss that bitchnnRepeat 3xnnHook until end n